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“
I
took
the
amethyst
brooch
,
”
said
Anne
,
as
if
repeating
a
lesson
she
had
learned
.
“
I
took
it
just
as
you
said
.
I
didn
’
t
mean
to
take
it
when
I
went
in
.
But
it
did
look
so
beautiful
,
Marilla
,
when
I
pinned
it
on
my
breast
that
I
was
overcome
by
an
irresistible
temptation
.
I
imagined
how
perfectly
thrilling
it
would
be
to
take
it
to
Idlewild
and
play
I
was
the
Lady
Cordelia
Fitzgerald
.
It
would
be
so
much
easier
to
imagine
I
was
the
Lady
Cordelia
if
I
had
a
real
amethyst
brooch
on
.
Diana
and
I
make
necklaces
of
roseberries
but
what
are
roseberries
compared
to
amethysts
?
So
I
took
the
brooch
.
I
thought
I
could
put
it
back
before
you
came
home
.
I
went
all
the
way
around
by
the
road
to
lengthen
out
the
time
.
When
I
was
going
over
the
bridge
across
the
Lake
of
Shining
Waters
I
took
the
brooch
off
to
have
another
look
at
it
.
Oh
,
how
it
did
shine
in
the
sunlight
!
And
then
,
when
I
was
leaning
over
the
bridge
,
it
just
slipped
through
my
fingers
—
so
—
and
went
down
—
down
—
down
,
all
purply
-
sparkling
,
and
sank
forevermore
beneath
the
Lake
of
Shining
Waters
.
And
that
’
s
the
best
I
can
do
at
confessing
,
Marilla
.
”
Marilla
felt
hot
anger
surge
up
into
her
heart
again
.
This
child
had
taken
and
lost
her
treasured
amethyst
brooch
and
now
sat
there
calmly
reciting
the
details
thereof
without
the
least
apparent
compunction
or
repentance
.
“
Anne
,
this
is
terrible
,
”
she
said
,
trying
to
speak
calmly
.
“
You
are
the
very
wickedest
girl
I
ever
heard
of
.
”
“
Yes
,
I
suppose
I
am
,
”
agreed
Anne
tranquilly
.
“
And
I
know
I
’
ll
have
to
be
punished
.
It
’
ll
be
your
duty
to
punish
me
,
Marilla
.
Won
’
t
you
please
get
it
over
right
off
because
I
’
d
like
to
go
to
the
picnic
with
nothing
on
my
mind
.
”
“
Picnic
,
indeed
!
You
’
ll
go
to
no
picnic
today
,
Anne
Shirley
.
That
shall
be
your
punishment
.
And
it
isn
’
t
half
severe
enough
either
for
what
you
’
ve
done
!
”
“
Not
go
to
the
picnic
!
”
Anne
sprang
to
her
feet
and
clutched
Marilla
’
s
hand
.
“
But
you
promised
me
I
might
!
Oh
,
Marilla
,
I
must
go
to
the
picnic
.
That
was
why
I
confessed
.
Punish
me
any
way
you
like
but
that
.
Oh
,
Marilla
,
please
,
please
,
let
me
go
to
the
picnic
.
Think
of
the
ice
cream
!
For
anything
you
know
I
may
never
have
a
chance
to
taste
ice
cream
again
.
”
Marilla
disengaged
Anne
’
s
clinging
hands
stonily
.
“
You
needn
’
t
plead
,
Anne
.
You
are
not
going
to
the
picnic
and
that
’
s
final
.
No
,
not
a
word
.
”
